COLT
Got a head full of noise
About a hundred different things I'm tryna avoid
I got a mind in the gutter
Got trouble on one hand, a beer in the other
About a hundred different things I'm tryna avoid
I got a mind in the gutter
Got trouble on one hand, a beer in the other
She leans against the wall for a moment in thought, imagining a flame wreathed lasso for a moment before shaking her head. "I think I'd want it to still be useful as a normal lasso, so probably no elements, or really any damage I can't select easily." She didn't need to be roasting her cows alive. Perhaps she could make that a condition of its making, that she has to will the damage? Sounds better to make the tools sufficient and add something more special to her jewelry, to funnel into the tools as needed.
She'll take his agreement on the arrows as a success in her choice. Next time she'd not be so fawn struck while they all fought off some monstrous beast. That and little by little, working up her strength with more than just the ranch work, which is why she's here after all.
Speaking of, she glances up just in time to watch her next batch of cobwebs just splinter apart, and she shoots him a startled glance. "Gods, can I hire you to come clean my house?" Honestly, what is she even doing here other than distracting him? Maybe she ought to get the super sweeper 5000 from Frey instead of some arrows. She starts to open the windows up here too, since the cobwebs all seem handled in one form or another.
If she's huffing, it's just because she's deeply jealous. Some little finger waves would certainly make the ranch work a bit easier from time to time, although there's a certain satisfaction in managing it with what she has on her. "That's no fun," she clucks her tongue in disapproval at him. "You shifters always spoil the game. I meant I wanted to see you run around barefoot after a sheep or something." Although admittedly now she's curious what he can change into, something she might start greasing the wheel on for the next rodeo she runs.
She'll take his agreement on the arrows as a success in her choice. Next time she'd not be so fawn struck while they all fought off some monstrous beast. That and little by little, working up her strength with more than just the ranch work, which is why she's here after all.
Speaking of, she glances up just in time to watch her next batch of cobwebs just splinter apart, and she shoots him a startled glance. "Gods, can I hire you to come clean my house?" Honestly, what is she even doing here other than distracting him? Maybe she ought to get the super sweeper 5000 from Frey instead of some arrows. She starts to open the windows up here too, since the cobwebs all seem handled in one form or another.
If she's huffing, it's just because she's deeply jealous. Some little finger waves would certainly make the ranch work a bit easier from time to time, although there's a certain satisfaction in managing it with what she has on her. "That's no fun," she clucks her tongue in disapproval at him. "You shifters always spoil the game. I meant I wanted to see you run around barefoot after a sheep or something." Although admittedly now she's curious what he can change into, something she might start greasing the wheel on for the next rodeo she runs.
Got the wind in my hair
I got nowhere to go so I'm already there
Can't say I would and I can't say I wouldn't
If I don't come back, don't come lookin'
I got nowhere to go so I'm already there
Can't say I would and I can't say I wouldn't
If I don't come back, don't come lookin'
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
